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Good luck to you. To me personally, age isn't much of a factor: How is killing an innocent child somehow worse than killing an innocent adult? Both are innocent and both die.

Well, it's simple. It's not.

Anyway, I'm still going to write the 2nd story arc. Although, I still don't know for sure if the Canon characters are going to get their spot light back in that arc like originally planned, but maybe I might work something out.

If there's one thing I need help on, it would be this:

What would be the things the ISA students are likely to do when they spot my guys on the Academy grounds?

“That I am” as for how this moron could confidently affirm my insult, it’s hopeless.

But really, I almost forget… why I love him in the first place. He was so kind, and yet he’s indifferent. He don’t treat me as special or irritating wretches, he treat me as someone, as a person of my own.

No matter how much he changed, from back when he’s a very cheerful and talkative boy in the past, to a ruthless conqueror back then, and to a melancholic atoner he is now. That part of him never changed.

“…Hey, our bets still on right?”

He raised his eyebrow, although he seems to get the gist of it “Yeah, so? We regularly spar anyway, though we hardly got definite result”

“Let’s try to settle it once more during individual tournament” I muttered “Spar most definitely don’t count, it has little competitive value”

“Assuming we met” he firmly affirmed

“Assuming we met” I nodded.

He raised his armored knuckle at me without hostile intention, instead, his eyes shown the old fire he had buried deep inside, the willingness to avoid a defeat if possible.

I released Shenlong’s fist in response, tapped his own with a soft *klak* sound

And with that, he turned his back on me and left. I sighed, if not for my own pride as equal, I almost spill my feelings right there.

God, I think it’s a mixed blessing. But no matter what, it’s a feeling I must treasure.

"Orimura-sensei! Let me go after him! Please!" Pride was not an issue, not when it was his life at stake.

"No," came the curt reply, the woman kept her eyes glued to the screen, her arms folded. Only Yamada noticed that the woman's fingers were digging into her arms - the entire situation no doubt being stressful for both siblings.

"Why not," the younger Orimura all but roared, startling the other girls with her vehemence. "You got to rush off and rescue him before! He needs us, we need to go NOW!"

"And I said NO!" Chifuyu roared back. "What happened back then is different from what is happening now! We can't afford a screw up from immature, frantic little girls with his life on the line!"

"At least I care about him! At least I love him!

"Wh-what...?"

"You always ALWAYS treat us like we're a bother to you - like we're holding you back! Not only does the world expect us to be your little clones, but so do you! It's like we're everyone's big experiment with how much stress they can put on me and Ichika with their stupid 'plans'! I don't care about IS, I don't care about anything else but Ichika!" She took a shuddering breath. "I love Ichika, but I wouldn't expect 'Brunhilde' to know what that means."

She never saw it coming.

*SLAP*

The force of the slap caused Madoka to actually stumble against a nearby desk. Standing in front of her, arm still raised, was a visibly angry Chifuyu Orimura, willing herself to not injure her little sister any more.

"Don't you DARE say that I don't love Ichika," Chifuyu's voice had dropped so low, it was barely audible but no one mistook the frigid tone in her voice. "I love him more than anything but rushing out won't do us any good. How do you think I feel, knowing that I can't even go get him myself? That I have to rely on you brats to do MY job? That I can't go out there because I don't have an IS capable of handling my abilities ready and that I'm STUCK back here, having to watch all of YOU go in MY place?! Don't you DARE tell me that I don't love Ichika!"

Any female that inherits a martial lineage will get flak for it in some form, no matter what. She'd have to be 120% better than most men who challenge her/make fun of her in order to be taken seriously by mainstream people. This is why I'm wary of female fighters - they DO have something to prove and beating you bloody is that proof.

Um... *thinks for a moment* Crossdressing like that is not recommended, especially for any of the really physical martial arts that involve grapples (Judo, jujitsu, etc). Cutting of long hair for a short, boyish cut is usually enough of a sign that she wants to be treated seriously but it's a definite up-hill battle.

Some martial arts, like Akido and Wing Chun, work well for women since the philosophy behind them works well with a woman's strength level so it's not that big of a deal. It depends on the martial art(s) that's being practiced.

@ Eras & Tempest
Averted if female are held at higher place from the get go

Shinonono lineage, for example, are led by male (per Japan's traditional hierarchy), but they honor the virtue of women and their signature style is entirely developed for women to use. Been hundreds of year old, too. Houki inheriting the dojo will not be that odd, she will be de facto leader even if she has uninterested husband as de jure leader.

(Of course, there's Tabane's screw up)

Sarashiki also implied to be matriarchal, but can't vouch for it considering very little info about them.

@ Jak
Most of them will have passing curiosity. Considering your guys are musclebound perpetual frowner, I bet my ass some of the girls who just happen to bump unto them is flat out scared. From here, it's up to you to choose, because I can't guess hows the reaction of 450 girls + more staff.